The Block Estate

Massie's Bedroom

Friday, May 7th

5:46 P.M.

"Massie…MASSIE! Are you even listening to me?" Claire waved her hand in front of Massie's blank face, completely exasperated. "I just told you that I hated your new Rock & Republic jeans and you ah-greed!"

"Um… what? Wait, you mean the Kasandra in Ruthless Bolt? No way! Thanks ah-million Kuh-laire." Massie shot her a withering glance. "And what made you think I even cared what you thought?"

Claire rolled her eyes. Sometimes Massie could be so stupid!

"No dummy, I didn't really mean that. I was trying to get your attention. It's not like I've been talking to you for 20 minutes or anything, trying to ask you for advice…"

"Oh… oops." Massie blushed. "Sorry, I have a lot on my mind right now…What's up?"

"Ugh… never mind, just try paying attention, okay?" Claire let out a sigh, Massie had been through a lot. The exile to the trailers, the whole Derrington thing…and apparently Kendra had taken away her credit cards for spending too much in Paris

"So I guess you wouldn't feel like shopping with me…since you can't buy anything. I really need help finding something for Alicia's party."

"Um Kuh-laire… do you think I would wear something old to Alicia's party?" Massie felt disgusted even thinking about it. "Of course I'll be shopping for something new; we can totally hit Fifth Avenue. My dad has some work stuff to do there, so we can go shopping. Besides, I'm completely tired of my clothes, I definitely need some new things."

"Oh…I thought your mom-" Claire was cut off.

"Righhttt. I forgot about that. Mom realized the things I bought were necessities… like I'm not kidding. So she gave me back my credits. Thank gawd, right? Plus she couldn't possibly tell me that I did too much shopping, when she came back with a Harry Winston Vintage Tassel Diamond Necklace. I mean, that cost like more than 10X what I bought."

Claire didn't know what to say. Sometimes she couldn't believe what happened in the Block Estate. She loved her family, but… come on! Who wouldn't wish to be Massie?

"That's great Mass…do you really think we'd be able to shop on Fifth?" Claire was excited at the prospect. It wasn't like she could afford anything though… bummer.

"Of course Claire. I wouldn't just say that… jeez. And Claire?"

"Yeah?" Claire raised her eyebrows.

" Don't worry about the money, my mom said it's going to be a present for being good." Massie smirked and rolled her eyes. " And you're like miss goody-two-shoes."

Massie basically read her mind. "Oh, that's really nice of her…but she doesn't have to…"

"Ah-bviously she doesn't have to, but she wants to, alright?"

Claire blushed. "Yeah, okay."

"It's almost dinner and I think dad said we were going out. He's taking us to the Provençal Bistro in Mamaroneck. It's formal so we better get ready."

"Um, okay. But Mass…I was wondering. What's up with you and Dempsey? Are you like, together now? I heard some girls at school talking about you and I didn't-"

"What?! They're already talking?" Massie turned to face Claire. She had been looking for something to wear, but this certainly got her full attention.

"So you are going out." Claire was kind of angry that Massie hadn't even told her they had hung out. She thought they were friends.

"I never said that. I just can't believe people would already be talking about us. He's messaged me a couple times, so I've messaged back. But nothing other than that." Massie turned back around and tapped her chin as she glanced over her choices for tonight. "I mean, he suggested going to the pool sometime but I haven't really answered him."

"Oh. Well what are you going to say?" Claire felt a little better; at least Massie seemed to be keeping her informed.

"I don't know." Massie pulled something off a hanger and threw it on her bed. Then she proceeded to grab a pair of shoes and a necklace, three bangles, earrings, and a ring. They were all tossed on the bed.

"These are for you: an ivory Badgely Mischka Platinum Label Babydoll Dress, gold Jimmy Choo Epsie Strappy Sandals – which will go together ah-dorably – and Dominique Cohen jewelry. I'll wear…a geisha Elie Tahari Silk Della Dress with black Stuart Weitzman Delovely Halter Sandals and ah-bviously 'DC' jewelry too.

"Thanks… but Massie. About Dempsey. You should really figure out what you want and tell him or else it's just a waste of his time and yours."

Massie let out a weary sigh. "I know. I just can't decide. I mean, I like him so I guess I should just talk to him."

"It's Derrington, isn't it?" Claire said, fidgeting with the dress zipper.

"For goodness sake," Massie mumbled coming over to help Claire with the dress. "And it's so NAWT about Derrick. He can go hang out with whatever slut he wants."

Claire knew better than to contradict Massie, but deep down she knew Massie wasn't over Derrington and he wasn't over her.

"Besides Kuh-laire, shouldn't you be worrying about your own affairs rather than mine. What about Cam? He's sent like 4 texts since you've been here and you haven't returned any of them, what's the deal?

Uh-oh. Claire had definitely hit a sore spot and now she was getting the after effects.

"I…don't know yet," muttered Claire. She walked over to the full-length dressing mirror to see how the dress looked.

"Ex-actly, so I don't need any advice unless I ask for it. Thank you."

"Yeah, okay. Sorry."

"Whatevs. How do I look?"

Claire turned around to face Massie.

"You look…stunning."

Massie smiled, hiding how much that really meant to her.

"Okay all I need is the strawberry margarita glossip girl lip gloss and I'm set. You should probs get the shoes on. Btw, you look ah-mazing. I should be payed to style people!"

Claire blushed. Even though Massie had just praised herself, she had, in her way, complimented Claire.

"Thanks."

"Okay, we better get going."

Massie and Claire double checked their appearances in the mirror and filed out of the room.